Seeker's Burrow

My lady and I have been living together for a couple months now, and it was only recently that she came to the realization that the reason we're barely seeing each other during the week but still slightly more than before she moved in is because I made sure to drag my tired ass to her house or her job almost every night to squeeze in a couple hours of quality time. And honestly that's kind of hilarious to me. Shorty was constantly telling me to not tire myself or to go home and rest and now here she is like "huh... our schedules have always just clashed a lot, huh?"

My boss just approved another face piercing and she has no idea, but Imma surprise her in a couple weeks. She said she does not care about piercings, tattoos, or dyed hair, and mama has been craving all 3 sooo

Every time my job asks me something stupid, I open my budget for the year and go into the "Quit? Today?" tab of my spreadsheet and run the numbers for how many DoorDash orders I'd have to do in a 5-day week period to earn my income + 30% (the IRS is serious business) for the next two months, and it is never a number that makes quitting on the spot not seem like a great decision

I have reached the stage of my life where I am genuinely excited that I got a discount on a Shark vacuum and unfortunately for my friends I do see myself actively succumbing to Old Folks Activities. I really do just love coming home, cooking a big meal, doing the dishes, and then settling in to watch shitty reality tv with my girl, and now I can vacuum whenever cause I got this uber quiet beauty for 30% off